Sweatpants and panties

I waited at the foot of the stairs, shaking from the cold as my too small towel provided no help against the blaring air conditioning in our house. The only bright side of my chattering teeth was that at least the cold had brought down my erection, albeit more so than I would have liked it to. Steph took her time finding me clothes to wear in what I was sure was a way to **** me, but finally returned, as the chill was truly starting to get to me, with an innocent smile that immediately put me on edge.

In the fake overly sweet voice she had manipulated our parents with for years, she said, “I found you the clothes I thought you’d like best, I hope you like them!” She added a wink as she said it which sent alarms ringing through my head that something was about to go wrong for me. Without warning she tossed me a bundle of clothes that I barely caught one handed, using the other to keep my towel on. I could have sworn she looked disappointed that it stayed, but I was probably wrong about that, that’d be insane.

Mumbling a thanks to stephanie, I walked past her to the stairs, where she thankfully didn’t slap my ass for once. I walked into my room and leaned against the door, letting out a sigh of relief as I tossed the clothes onto my bed. This was a less than ideal situation, but at least steph had been reasonable for once. With renewed hope that stephanie wouldn’t ruin my life, I went to the bed and examined what she had given me. First was a generic white t-shirt that thankfully seemed rather androgynous, although the v neck was a bit deep for my taste. Next, was a pair of black sweatpants that I didn’t bother looking closely at since they were just generic sweatpants. Finally, there was a surprise, a pair of ruby red panties sat in the pile and I stared at them in shock. Did she really expect me to wear these? No way! I slipped on the other clothes she had given me, free balling it of course, and marched to steph’s room, banging in the door for her attention.

The door flew open immediately and stephanie glared at me fiercely enough that I took a step back and growled at me, “What the fuck is your problem dumb ass?”

With a nervous gulp I muttered, “why did you give me panties to wear too?”

She looked at me with disgust and huffed as she replied, “For your information they aren’t for you to wear! They must have slipped into the pile somehow you pervert, don’t touch my fucking panties!”

With that she slammed the door in my deeply blushing face. I quickly retreated to my room and sat on my bed, staring at her panties...